"Sure. When you had the jitters. Flight, maybe."
"Then do you think I ought to wallow in myself?"
"It's your word—wallow."
She was silent for quite a while. Finally she drew a breath and stretched voluptuously. "Did you ever feel as if you'd like to seduce everybody you saw?"
"Just the good-looking women."
"Are you trying to impress me—now?"
I laughed. "Guess so."
"Couldn't I begin with you?"
I shook my head. "You don't know yourself well enough to suit me, at the moment. And—anyway—I'm booked."
"A date!"